"Ashton, I..."
"So, this is your reason for scheming behind her back and framing her?" Ashton Heath's voice became even colder and more indifferent.
Rebecca Kelloway's eyes widened suddenly, a hint of astonishment and panic flashing through them. Her hands trembled, almost knocking the porcelain bowl in her hands to the floor.
"Ashton, what are you talking about?" She averted her gaze after a few flickers, looking away guiltily and not daring to meet his eyes.
Impossible.
How could Ashton Heath know?
He couldn't possibly know.
Was he talking about that incident, or was he just testing her?
Rebecca Kelloway's heart raced for a few seconds before she forced herself to calm down.
Ashton Heath sneered, "You know exactly what I'm talking about. Do you know why I agreed to see you today? Rebecca, I won't force you to like her if you don't, that's your freedom. But if you think about harming her, I cannot just stand by and do nothing."
"Ashton, I... I didn't do anything."